 | The poems of Edmund Clarence Stedman |  |
I
Sweetheart, name the day for me
When we two shall wedded be.
Make it ere another moon,
While the meadows are in tune,
And the trees are blossoming,
And the robins mate and sing.
Whisper, love, and name a day
In this merry month of May.
When we two shall wedded be.
Make it ere another moon,
While the meadows are in tune,
And the trees are blossoming,
And the robins mate and sing.
Whisper, love, and name a day
In this merry month of May.
No, no, no,
You shall not escape me so!
Love will not forever wait;
Roses fade when gathered late.
You shall not escape me so!
Love will not forever wait;
Roses fade when gathered late.
| The poems of Edmund Clarence Stedman | |